Trails (and Trials)

Fleeing the week of 105+ degree weather, the mountains offered little respite. But 90 degrees at 6500 feet still sounded better, and camping...

Some people look at them and call them lighthouses. I look at them and only think of the foghorn, because of one short story. Ever read a ...

The last month has had much traveling and not as much horse time as I would like, but I did get to go to two pretty opposite places: Portlan...